The Speck Of Dust

The dust once thought that if she could ever fly she would never come back to earth.
So, she prayed and meditated and chanted 

and did all that was in her power to make the Gods fulfill her desire.

And the Gods did listen.
The wind blew with such power
that it took the dust over the trees - 

over the mountains, into the sky.
She traveled everywhere.

She felt she fulfilled her destiny.
The magic played on for some time.
But now..she wanted to return back n rest.
Enough of this travel, enough of this sense of reaching somewhere.
Being this enlightened, self-awakened dust particle, higher than the rest !

She wanted to be dust again.
She wanted to be  --  just be.
And she cried from the deepest core of her heart.
She cried till the Gods sent her back.

There back on earth, she rested like never before.
She realized she was always this.
Always perfectly herself 

but all that journey to the sky and beyond -

was perhaps only to make her see so.

And how she smiled then..looking at the sky.

It was amazing.
All her knowledge had dropped.
All desires had dropped.
She was once again - Nothing.

But within that nothingness
there was this amazing Grace -
The Grace of Being.

And she settled. 

She finally settled as she was.
No seeking, no searching...

Just being - AS IS.

And then the winds smiled,
the seeds dropped,
the sun shone,
the rains showered
and flowers sprouted.
The dust had dissolved.
She was no more.

She had become All.
                                          Author - Unknown